A summer breeze brushed the skin of my cheek.
On impulse, my eyes shuttered to allow for
the brief sensation to overwhelm my senses.
Touch and smell, taste and sound; all bore witness.
The warm air I sipped tasted delicious.
Trees shivered against the soft-spoken wind;
I could hear their brushing of leaf to leaf.
Warmth coated the inside of my nostrils
and channeled the great feeling of comfort
I had since tied securely to the scent.
The breeze lent me a secret as it passed.
It whispered, “a great joy reveals itself
in the seconds spent beyond your mind’s walls.”
I opened my eyes to a clear blue sky
and the vivid green of vegetation.
The colors fit together in perfect
synchronicity. Earth revealed itself:
one million diff’rent times a second.
Overwhelmed, my hand lifted to feel the
steady beat of a caged heart, rattling
away, from its solace within my breast.
I have been here before, I told myself.
I have been here one million times. Then,
in the world only I knew, a sound rang.
A lone bird sang a song so familiar.